And in ring three, Warren Rudman gets shot out of a cannon.

I was thinking a little bit about the Administration's curious choice of spokespersons. First, raise your hand if you thought Art Linkletter had died about five years ago. Yeah, me too. Next, there's nine year old Noah McCullough, a frequent guest on the Tonight Show. His forte is presidential history. Think of Doris Kearns Goodwin channeled by Messy Marvin from the Hershey's commercials. Can you say atomic wedgie?

Private accounts are such political poison that every senator seems to be doing a tapdance around them. How many times have you heard Republicans saying "We're open to any good idea" and "The Democrat's projections can't be right -- the plan's not final yet."

So they have to go with two E-List celebrities. They're trying to sell the plan to older Americans, and Grandma ain't buying. The usual go-to geezers for adjustable beds and one-foot-in-the-grave health insurance won't dirty their hands with this one.

So between the nine-year old misguided trivia whiz and Linkletter, it does have the air of circus. And we know how that air smells. This paragraph from the Christian Science Monitor nails it.

Yes, we've come to the point where what is arguably the biggest domestic policy debate in the past 50 years is being handled by a child trivia-champ. Don't miss next week when Ken Jennings of "Jeopardy" explains how the president's foreign policy is a winner. And coming in April, a tap-dancing squirrel tours in support of tax reform.

The best part of this is that we're surely going to wind up with some positive changes. Raising the ceiling on eligible wages will certainly help. Once this is done, the amount to make Social Security solvent may be small enough that it can be attached to a modest increase in the corporate half of the FICA tax or taxing corporations moving their headquarters offshore.

This will drag on for a while -- Bush either doesn't seem to know that he has lost or he wants to co-opt the Democratic solutions. Fine with me. You get to tell the Pioneers and Stephen Moore that you want to raise taxes. Grab the popcorn - it should be great political theater.